Beauty From The Number 88A Bus
There is a thrill that comes from visiting somewhere new.
Even if you are just passing through.
It really doesn’t matter if it’s glamorous and overseas or ordinary and just around the corner, there is always something to be discovered when you travel. Be it history or culture, awe-inspiring buildings or fascinating people. Explore and learn. Look up and be amazed. Stop and chat.
And maybe restore your faith in the friendliness of locals.
Locals like the kindly sweet shop owner who came out into the street to make sure that her directions were understood. The cheery bus driver who wanted to be certain that we found our stop and the smoker who struggled with his words but was determined to help. We even got free drinks and introductions from a pony-tailed Francis Rossi look-a-like with a generous and welcoming nature. We moved from social club to cafe and on to our final destination on the number 88A bus and met a raft of kindness and smiling faces.
We also took a moment to look up.
And found street art at its most spectacular. Massive. Stunning. Impressive.
A “stop you in your tracks” kind of impressive.
So we stopped and admired.
Our visit lasted just a few hours, but that was enough. Enough to let us find kindness and beauty in the heart of the city.
Thank you Leicester, it really was lovely to meet you.
